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Subject: {ASSM} Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife p. 4 (M+/F, Blackmail, Coer)
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Warning:

This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is
for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit
sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read
any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.

This is a copyrighted work. Copyright by Not My Story. Reposting or any other
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Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone, either
alive or dead, is purely coincidental.

'Everybody Loves Raymond' is syndicated and (C) to King World Studios West Inc.
Usage of the characters here is in no way reflective of the real show or the
actors in it, and in now way intended to undermine their values.

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                     Everybody Loves Raymond's Wife
                                Part Four 
                             By Not My Story



Lou Chalmers glanced through the one way mirror, seeing Debra coming to, as
the last of the high school basketball team finished with her. Their coach had
made them a promise, and Lou was happy he could help him keep it.

He went back to editing the tape that he had been working on, waiting for a
status report from his colleague Eddie back in New York. Eddie had stayed
behind to monitor the Barone's house. Two of the small listening devices had
quit working since they had placed them there during Debra's first trip to the
motel, but the two others, and the phone taps and camera still worked,
allowing them to gather data.

Her husband Ray had swallowed the newest lie hook line and sinker. They had
hired a girl to call him, and invite him down to Florida two days early, for a
chance to interview Don Shula. The story they used was apparently Mr. Shula
had heard about the New York author's trip, from a mutual friend, and wanted
to give Ray an interview, and a free round of golf at his newly opened golf
course, in exchange for some free publicity. Well that's what the young lady
on the phone claiming to be Mr. Shula's assistant claimed anyway, and Ray
believed her completely. He hated that he would have to leave before Debra got
back, but, it was important to his career, and besides, there'd be more free
golf.

Slicing yet another clip of video from the tape, Lou thought back on why he
hated Debra so much. He remembered her from back in college. She'd never given
him a second glance. He had gone to school to be a photographer. He had dreams
of someday working for Spielberg or Howard. It was his one and only aspiration
in life. He filmed everything, his entire life, and to that end, filmed things
for anyone who asked. He was the one filming the action, the night that Debra
got drunk. He filmed everything as his fellow students climbed on and off of
the bed, each one using her like the slut that she really was.

He had met her boyfriend Nick that night, and the two had become good friends.
He was shocked that Nick cared so little for her, that he didn't even know
what her major was. The free spirited Nick kept telling everyone she was there
to be a therapist, when Lou knew she was really there for her degree in Public
Relations.

Lou also found the couples love life on the strange side as well. Nick was a
free spirited young man, and the star of the school's hockey team. Just a year
later, he went pro, only to become a mediocre NHL player. He asked Lou for a
favor, telling him that he and Debra wanted him to do something for them. He
asked Lou to film him allowing his friends to fuck Debra, while she was bound
and blindfolded. Nick had told him that she liked to be used like that, never
knowing who she'd been with. Lou filmed her with at least 10 different guys,
and even got his chance to be with her on one occasion. Nick's only rule about
the sessions had been, that everyone must remain silent, and the music was
left turned on and loud, and of course, not to leave any marks on her.

He and Nick had stayed friends, even after Debra had gotten her degree and
dumped him, telling Nick that he needed to grow up and become a responsible
adult. She had gone on to work in the Public Relations office of the New York
Rangers. Lou thought it was a shity thing that Debra had done to Nick,
especially after using his connections to get her the job.

But Lou would meet Debra again, after college, he had gotten his first real
job as a cameraman, at a respected local studio. Debra was working on an ad
for the Ranger's, one of his studio's biggest clients. It was his first big
assignment. The shoot was to be filmed outside in the parking lot, with
several of the players. Debra had insisted that they get it done at noon, over
the protest of Lou, the director, and almost everyone else. They told her the
light was wrong, but she had insisted. Apparently she had booked the players
at another event that afternoon, and couldn't miss it.

Everyone had been right, the shoot was worthless. The film was too grainy to
be used, and the cost to shoot it again would be considerable. Someone had to
pay Debra demanded, his studio responded to her demands. He was fired the next
day.

He applied with every other studio in town, but after being fired, no one was
willing to hire him. He finally moved out to the west coast, to try his luck
in the film capitol of the world, but the dark mark on his resume followed him,
and still no respectable studio would even give him an interview.

With his funds exhausted, he returned home to New York, to live with his
mother. Working as a used car salesmen for a year, before he finally got a job
as a cameraman. A friend of his knew someone who shot amateur porn. It was no
glamorous job, but it was steady work that paid the bills. Soon he worked on
some of the biggest films in the adult industry, but was never able to break
into mainstream productions.

He had been shocked to see that bitch Debra at Nick's funeral over a year ago.
It was clear that she still didn't know who he was. He had never been a friend
of hers, only Nick's, but she didn't even recognize him at the funeral. He had
over heard her talking to someone else at the funeral. Apparently little Miss
Debra had quit the Rangers, and was now a happily married women with three kids
and a loving husband.

Lou was furious, she had cost him his dreams, for a job that she hadn't even
worked at for three years. She had the perfect life and Lou had nothing. The
worst part was, that she had ruined his life, and still didn't even know who
he was.

Lou went home that night and dug out the old videos of Debra and Nick that he
still had. He also found the stack of pictures Nick had given him all those
many years ago for safe keeping. He watched those tapes the night of the
funeral, and decided then and there, that he would get his revenge on her. He
planned his vengeance well, taking over a year to put his plan into action.

He had gotten to know her brother-in-law and her husband, making it a point to
never let Debra see him. He learned about the dysfunctional family to which
she belonged. The first note was the toughest, because she didn't take the
bait, what then.

He was relieved beyond words, when he heard her soft knocks on the door that
first day at the motel. She had come, and she had followed his instructions to
the letter. He knew that would be the toughest part, after having talked to
Ray and Robert about her.

That first day they had taken her purse, and Eddie had made copies of all her
keys. Eddie then went to her house, using the copied keys, and placed the
microphones around the house, and tapped the couple's phone line. He had even
placed several small cameras in the air vents in their bedroom and bathroom.
He connected the wireless devices to send their signals through Ray's DSL
connection in the basement, and left before anyone was any wiser.

Lou found Debra's lies about her sex life amusing, as he read the entries from
the diary that she had left at Nick's place so many years ago. He would ask
her questions, just to see what she would say, and then upon hearing her lie,
he would call her on it. The frustration in her voice made him smile, as he
tormented her with his ever more graphic questions.

He had also learned that she had no knowledge of that night at the fraternity
house, and she had never been aware of the change in partners that Nick had
pulled on her, after blindfolding her. Lou found it amazing that she had never
figured it out, or that no one had spilled the beans after all these years.

Lou had planned the second encounter, after learning of her plans to go out of
town alone. Seizing the opportunity, he had used his friends to drug her, and
use her in front of the camera. He would ruin her life, just the way that she
had ruined his. He had lined up the clients for her that Friday night from the
members of Frank Barone's lodge. Fortunately, none of the men had ever seen
Frank's daughter-in-law before, so they had no idea who the young hooker he
had set them up with was.

Lou had bought his friends help that weekend, by giving them first cracks at
the young mother. They had kept her drugged and willing the entire weekend. It
was refreshing to see her so cooperative under the drugs, after having spent
weeks hearing her bully her poor husband. Lou would return her to Raymond
after having broken the women and her will.

The next night at the club Lou had paid been paid well for the use of his
whore. He had given it all back, in exchange for being able to film her from
the office above. In all his years of filming porn, he'd never seen anything
as erotic as what he had filmed that night. The entire room had turned into an
orgy of truly epic proportions. The men and women in that room swapped partners
freely throughout the night. Debra had been used by men of all persuasions
that evening, and even a women wearing a huge strap-on dildo.

Early Sunday morning Lou had collected his whore, she was covered in booze and
semen. Her cunt gaped open from the over use and abuse it had received. She
mumbled her husbands name, as he lifted her off of the couch, and carried her
to the waiting car.

He took her home, and after taking several dozen photos of her laid out on her
own bed, naked and covered in cum, with the camera that he had setup up on a
tripod, he then filmed on, as he plowed into her ass on the bed that she
shared with her husband.

He considered sending her husband the tapes of what he had already done to her
up to that time, but decided that would be letting her off too easily, and so
he waited for his next opportunity. When it looked like none would come, he
made his own. He sold Ray the raffle tickets, claiming that they were for his
niece's school. Next he sent Debra the letter stating that she had won this all
expenses paid weekend at a spa. Only after it became clear that Ray wouldn't
let her go, did he decide to send Ray his chance for the golf trip. Boy would
Ray be disappointed when he found out that Mr. Shula had no clue about the
interview.

He had watched her response to the tape that he had left her the day that she
refused to meet with him, and knew that he had her, even before she picked up
the phone. In fact, everything but her blow up this Monday, had worked out
perfectly. He had wanted to force her to do his wishes without the drugs, but
either way, he would have his revenge.

He was making this tape to refresh her memory on what she had done over the
last two days, in hopes that the threat of more of the same would make her
obey him. The truth was, she would get more of the same no matter what she did.
But she didn't need to know that, at least not yet.

He sliced in a scene of her haggling over price with the Basketball coach, just
before a scene of her asking a young teenager his age, before taking his cock
into her mouth. He was the first of the underage boys that she had sex with
that morning, but definitely not the last.

He added the footage of Debra and the boy to the tape, already showing her
with numerous other men from the previous day. Each scene clearly showing her
taking some John's money, before servicing him willingly. He had also thrown
in some footage of her and the bachelor party.

He watched as the last of the youngsters left her room, having finished with
her. Lou allowed her to cry herself to sleep, as he continued to work on the
tape. An hour had passed before he finished, and he got up to stretch. He sent
one of his friends in to get her cleaned up, as he took a much needed nap.

He woke two hours later, to find that Debra had been cleaned and dressed, and
was now trying to get a little bit to eat, before she was forced to endure
anymore suffering. He entered the room, carrying a plate of his own food, and
sat down across from her.

"So Mrs. Barone, you have seen what will happen to you, if you refuse to
cooperate with us." he told her smugly, enjoying the power that he felt over
her.

"Look I can't do what you want, I'm a married woman." she said.

"Oh but you see Debra you can do what I want on you own or..." he said,
pointing to the television, as it flickered to life. Debra watched the screen
as she was again forced to watch a video of her whoring her body out to man
after man. The video helped to clarify the blurry of memories that she had
from the last two days.

"Please, I have children and a husband. I can't do what your asking me!" she
pleaded "I'll forget the whole thing okay. Just let me go home and I won't
call the cops, okay. I won't tell anyone alright?" she begged.

"No, I'm afraid not Mrs. Barone, just because you don't want anyone to know
what a whore that you really are, doesn't mean that I don't." Lou said, waiving
his hand in the air. "Maybe you'll see it my way by tomorrow."

One of the men moved up behind her, and held her in the chair, as again Lou
injected her arm with the aphrodisiac. She began to scream bloody murder, as
Lou gave her another dose of the drug. As soon as he had finished, the man
behind her moved his hands from her arms to her chest, and mouth, forcing her
mouth closed to silence her.

Lou watched her heave under Jimmy's grip. She was far to small to escape his
powerful arms. Lou sat and ate, as he watched her struggle. The inflammatory
drug had caused her tits to swell, inflating her average 34B sized breasts to
a 34C or D cup size. When the swelling would finally go down, she would still
be left with breasts that were about 75% of the size that she had increased.

Jimmy held his hand over her mouth for about five minutes, until she stopped
trying to scream. Seeing that she had calmed down, under the influence of the
drug, he sat down at the table with Lou and Debra for a bite to eat himself.
Debra began to giggle to herself, now fully under the influence of the drug.
Lou took pleasure as he watched her enlarged tits bouncing in the tube top that
she wore, as she giggled over and over again. He took note that her skin was
still as white and as creamy as it had been all those years ago. She had an
incredible body, for a woman who had given birth to twins just a few years ago.

He had enjoyed filming her back in college, and found that he was enjoying
himself even more, now over a decade later. He finished his food, before
standing up from the table. He left the room, and returned a few minutes later,
his camera bag in hand.

"Are you ready to get out on the streets there Mrs. Barone?" he asked, with a
smile. Debra simply looked up at him, as her head fell from one side to the
other, as he helped her up from her chair.



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